Just don't give up.

Halloween has found us
here and the deer movement is really starting to pick up. The 31st October is just one of those days you would do good for yourself by being in a tree preferably over a massive scrape line or transition area.
3pm comes for me which finds me climbing up to my perch high in a burning maple overlooking the corner of an unpicked cornfield. The wind is good and the weather is promising. Everything seems perfect, and 2 hours it is. And then, all of the sudden at 5pm I here VROOM VROOM and to my shock and surprise the neighbor has managed to get his car all the way to the farthest corner of his property which is 70 yards through the brush from my spot. He parks, gets out, slams the door, and proceeds to walk right through the bedding area.
Now most of you know exactly how I would have felt at that very moment. And no, all of the thoughts, thought wouldn't be appropriate for all listeners but, you get the point. At this point of the year it's time to start being pretty serious about putting time in and heightening your chances at putting your tag on an antler of a rutted up Poper and something like this completely ruins your evening. It is frustrating and hey, it's alright to get frustrated every once in a while. But tomorrow is November the 1st and I've got one mighty fine spot that hasn't been hunted this year with a big buck in area. So until morning comes, I'm slipping out of here and heading out to get a good bite to eat and a full night of sleep. Morning will find me looking over one heck of a scrape line.